Chapter 29

Amanda Pov.
I arrived at Ron's house. In his apartment. Would it be weird to say that since we've been friends I've never been here? Because it is. It's the first time I step on the threshold of his apartment, and that's why I can't help but analyze everything.
The living room is of open space type with the dining area connected to it. The only thing that somewhat separates it from the dining area is a brick wall, which reminds me of something rustic. Everything is minimalistic. It does not have more than is necessary. The kitchen is also modern and I can see myself enjoying cooking here.
In fact, I can't wait to cook in his kitchen.
-You will sleep in my room. He says drawing my attention from a vase that looks like it's from antiquity.
-And where will you sleep?
This is crazy... He should have let me go home. If my parents had something to talk about, I didn't bother them. Anyway...I'm tired.
- I will sleep here, on the armchair.
He gets a scolding look from me.
-In your own apartment are you the one who sleeps on the armchair? I disagree.
Ron looks at me like I've grown a head and I roll my eyes.
- I sleep on the armchair. I explain to him because he doesn't seem to understand.
-You can not. You need to rest properly, so you need bed.
-Ron... In the last week I only slept on God knows what. Sleeping on an armchair is already a luxury. I say and throw myself into the armchair.
He seems dumbfounded because he doesn't say anything.
-I am sorry. He says almost in a whisper, and I shift my gaze to him.
-For?
-Because of me you were...
-Hey. Did I say that because of you I suffered? I dont say that. Stop taking all the blame on your shoulders. I suffered because of mindless people. Because of those who think they are doing the right thing by taking revenge.
-I know but…
- Now, everything returning to normal... You were a bit quiet in the car. Does it have to do with you hiding something from me?
The expression on his face expresses terror, then uncertainty. He sighs heavily as if he has a weight on his shoulders and finally sits down next to me watching the TV turned off.
I think he does this just to avoid looking at me.
-When I went to your father, I found out the reason why he left you and your mother.
Now I'm really curious. I never knew what made dad cut all ties with us.
Ron immediately shifts his gaze to me, finally, and I get the feeling he wants to make sure I'm ready to accept the truth. I motion for him to continue because I'm really ready to find out what was on dad's mind.
-Your father found out that he is not your biological father.
Ron pauses after dropping the bombshell and I'm grateful he's letting me digest the information.
-How does he know that he is not my biological father? I ask after a few minutes of silence.
-He did a paternity test because he had doubts since you don't look like him at all. That's how he found out the truth.
-What about mom? What did she say about it?
-Gabriella was forced to tell Tyson the truth since she was caught in a lie.
-And what is the truth?
-Your mother cheated on your father.
My heart is racing and I feel like all the blood is draining from my body. How could my mother do something like this? How could she not tell me anything all this time? Is that what she wanted to happen? Break up with dad so she can travel with other men?
God...All this time I thought Dad was the villain, when in fact...
-And who is my biological father?
At this question he seems to have become speechless and to refuse to tell me other things.
Really?! Are you dumb now?
-I do not know. Only your mother will be able to tell you that.
Then...I think it's time for mom to explain.
-Not now. Ron says as if reading my mind and I frown. Let your parents solve their problems. You can talk to her some other time.
Very well then…
-I'm going to sleep a little. I wave to Ron and get up from my chair.
- It's like you said you were sleeping on the armchair... He says jokingly and receives a punch on the shoulder from me.
He takes my fist and brings it to his lips, kissing it, then he also gets up from the armchair but without letting go of my hand.
-I'm glad you're here. With me.
I don't know why, but that simple phrase made my stomach clench, in a nice way.
I stand up on my tiptoes and give him a kiss on the cheek, then go to his room. I smile not knowing why, but I feel very good.
I lie in bed and groan as every muscle in my body relaxes. Sleep makes its presence known and I fall asleep faster than usual.
*Darkness. I'm in that horrible room again. I feel some hands touching my whole body and I try to escape. I kick my feet without a particular target. I want to scream but my voice seems to be gone.
Oh Jesus…Please. I don't want to be touched by these bastards.*
I wake up as if deprived of oxygen and tears run down my cheeks. Only now do I see Ron on the side of the bed with a wild look on his face. I jump to his chest and he hugs me tight sighing.
-What happened? I ask not knowing why he is in the room.
-You screamed in your sleep... He says and I withdraw from the hug.
-I am sorry…
- Amanda... They... Did they touch you? He asks me, and it's like he's disgusted to ask this question.
I didn't want him to find out. I didn't want to because...he's the only person in my life who doesn't judge me. But if I answer this question and he…changes his mind about me?